Quotes

Orhan Pamuk

Painting is the silence of thought and the music of sight.

Albert Einstein

The intuitive mind is a sacred gift, and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honours the servant and has forgotten the gift.

Josef Koudelka

I never stay in one country for more than three months. Why? Because I was interested in seeing and if I stay longer I become blind.

Joel Meyerowitz

I think about photographs as being full, or empty. You picture something in the frame and it’s got lots of accounting going on in it – stones and buildings and trees and air – but that’s not what fills up the frame. You fill up the frame with feelings, energy, discovery and risk, and leave room enough for someone else to get in there.

Annie Leibovit: At Work

I didn’t start off thinking that the pictures would be so dark. That look was almost accidental. The first polaroids we took were badly exposed, and I loved them. As soon as you opened up the correct exposure they weren’t interesting. Whatever the meter reading was in the barn, we went down about two stops. The natural light was supplemented by lights that had been designed for music videos. They produced very flight light. The flattest light I’d ever used. As the light hit the body it would fall away, creating soft shadows and almost translucent shapes. I thought it was gorgeous. Very fleshy and strangely green. But there was very little information in the negative. My assistant begged me to get a brighter exposure. He said we could darken the print down later. I hear this all the time, even in digital work. The technician will say, “You can’t exposit like that. There’s no detail It’s blown-out.” But sometimes I want it to look like that. I don’t want to play it safe. And I lose control of the process if I don’t get what I want when I’m shooting. The nudes didn’t have the translucent quality when the film was exposed properly.  p 140

Jean Clair

A person with a good eye possesses the ability to find the critical point around which the world organized itself.

Alfred Stieglitz

Photography is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real than reality.

Marcel Proust

Mystery is not about travelling to new places but about looking with new eyes.

Diane Arbus

A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.

Samuel Beckett

What I am saying does not mean that there will henceforth be no art. It only means that there will be a new form and that this form will be of such a type that it admits the chaos and does not try and say that the chaos is really something else…. To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.

William Faulkner

The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.

Robert Henri

I am interested in art as a means of living a life, not as a means of making a living.

Pablo Picasso

I am always doing that which I cannot do in order that I may learn how to do it.

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.

Yousf Karsh

Look and think before the shutter. The heart and mind are the true lens of the camera.

Robert Rauscheberg

It’s when you’ve found out how to do certain things that it’s time to stop doing them because what’s missing is that you’re not including the risk.

Jay Maisel

The more I shoot the luckier I get.

If you are shooting in colour, the colour which is the form can become the content.

If you find the stage the players will come.

It isn’t a matter of how much ground you cover, it is what you see. If you walk too fast you don’t see.

Elliott Erwitt

All the technique in the world doesn’t compensate for the inability to notice.

Walker Evans

Whether he is an artist or not, the photographer is a joyous sensualist, for the simple reason that the eye traffics in feeling, not in thoughts.

The whole point of taking pictures is so that you don’t have to explain things in words.

Henri Cartier-Bresson

The only joy in photography is geometry. All the rest is sentiment.

The photographer’s task is not to prove anything connected to a human event. We are not progagandist; we are witnesses of the transitory.

Think about the photo before and after, never during. The secret is to take your time. You mustn’t go too fast. The subject must forget about you. Then, however, you must be very quick.

Dorothea Lange

A camera teaches you how to see without a camera.

Seeing is more than a physiological phenomenon… We see not only with our eyes but with all we are and all that our culture is. The artist is a professional see-er.

No country has ever closely scrutinized itself visually.

I believe what we call beautiful is generally a by-product.

Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still.

The good photography is not the object, the consequence of the photograph are the objects…

Ernst Hall

We don’t take pictures, we are taken by them.

Claude Monet

No one is an artist unless he carries his picture in his head before painting it, and is sure of his method and composition.

To see we must forget the name of the thing we are looking at.

Antony Barboza

When I do a series I do not change my camera or lens.

You are putting on paper, in print, what you sense and feel in your mind.

Ansel Adams

You don’t make a photograph just with your camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.

There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.

Laszlo Moholy-Nagy

The enemy of photography is the convention, the fixed rules of “how to do”. The salvation of photography comes from the experiment.

A knowledge of photography is just as important as that of the alphabet. The illiterate of the future will be ignorant of the use of camera and pen alike.

The photographer is a manipulator of light; photography is a manipulation of light.

Edward Burtynsky

In my heart, I feel that as artists we can hold a mirror up to society and help reflect upon exactly what we are doing and what type of world we are creating.

We come from the nature and we have to understand what it is, because we are connected to it and we are part of it. (…) And if we destroy nature we destroy ourselves

The bigger question is how does a rogue species called humans –  whose population just blew through the seven billion mark on its way to nine billion members – manage to survive the next century on a planet with finite resources, without destroying its delicate balance in the process.

Henri Cartier Bresson

It is an illusion that photos are made with a camera… they are made with the eye, heart and head.

To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significants of an event.

Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.

The most difficult thing for me is a portrait. You have to try and put your camera between the skin of a person and his shirt.

Robin Williams

You are only given a little spark of madness and if you loose that you are done.

Robert Capa

If your pictures aren’t good enough, you’re not close enough.

If you call yourself an artist, you won’t get anything published. Call yourself a photojournalist, and then you can do whatever you want.

Letter by Ansel Adams

Letter by Ansel Adams 

June 19, 1937

Dear Cedric, 

A strange thing happened to me today. I saw a big thundercloud move down over Half Dome, and it was so big and clear and brilliant that it made me see many things that were drifting around inside of me; things that related to those who are loved and those who are real friends.

For the first time, I know what love is; what friends are; and what art should be.

Love is a seeking for a way of life; the way that cannot be followed alone; the resonance of all spiritual and physical things. Children are not only of flesh and blood — children may be ideas, thoughts, emotions. The person of the one who is loved is a form composed of a myriad mirrors reflecting and illuminating the powers and thoughts and the emotions that are within you, and flashing another kind of light from within. No words or deeds may encompass it.

Friendship is another form of love — more passive perhaps, but full of the transmitting and acceptance of things like thunderclouds and grass and the clean granite of reality.

Art is both love and friendship and understanding; the desire to give. It is not charity, which is the giving of Things, it is more than kindness which is the giving of self. It is both the taking and giving of beauty, the turning out to the light the inner folds of the awareness of the spirit. It is the recreation on another plane of the realities of the world; the tragic and wonderful realities of earth and men, and of all the interrelations of these.

I wish the thundercloud had moved up over Tahoe and let loose on you; I could wish you nothing finer. 

Ansel

Alfred Stieglitz

Photography is not an art. Neither is painting, nor sculpture, literature or music. They are only different media for the individual to express his aesthetic feelings… You do not have to be a painter or a sculptor to be an artist. You may be a shoemaker. You may be creative as such. And, if so, you are a greater artist than the majority of the painters whose work is shown in the art galleries of today.

Rebecca Solnit on Walking.

“[In Pride and Prejudice] solitary walks express the independence that literally takes the heroine out of the social sphere of the houses and their inhabitants, into a larger, lonelier world where she is free to think: walking articulates both physical and mental freedom.”
_ “Walkers are ‘practitioners of the city,’ for the city is made to be walked. A city is a language, a repository of possibilities, and walking is the act of speaking that language, of selecting from those possibilities. Just as language limits what can be said, architecture limits where one can walk, but the walker invents other ways to go.” _
“The magic of the street is the mingling of the errand and the epiphany.”
_ “Walking . . . is how the body measures itself against the earth.” _
“A lone walker is both present and detached, more than an audience but less than a participant. Walking assuages or legitimizes this alienation.”
“Italian cities have long been held up as ideals, not least by New Yorkers and Londoners enthralled by the ways their architecture gives beauty and meaning to everyday acts.”

“A path is a prior interpretation of the best way to traverse a landscape.”

“A labyrinth is a symbolic journey . . . but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and world.”
__
“Language is like a road, it cannot be perceived all at once because it unfolds in time, whether heard or read. This narrative or temporal element has made writing and walking resemble each other.”

“Cities have always offered anonymity, variety, and conjunction, qualities best basked in by walking: one does not have to go into the bakery or the fortune-teller’s, only to know that one might. A city always contains more than any inhabitant can know, and a great city always makes the unknown and the possible spurs to the imagination.”

“Roads are a record of those who have gone before.”

“Many people nowadays live in a series of interiors…disconnected from each other. On foot everything stays connected, for while walking one occupies the spaces between those interiors in the same way one occupies those interiors. One lives in the whole world rather than in interiors built up against it.”

“The new architecture and urban design of segregation could be called Calvinist: they reflect a desire to live in a world of predestination rather than chance, to strip the world of its wide-open possibilities and replace them with freedom of choice in the marketplace.”

“Every walker is a guard on patrol to protect the ineffable.”

“The famous Zen parable about the master for whom, before his studies, mountains were only mountains, but during his studies mountains were no longer mountains, and afterward mountains were again mountains could be interpreted as an allegory about the perpetual paradox that when one is closest to a destination one is also the farthest.”

“Musing takes place in a kind of meadowlands of the imagination, a part of the imagination that has not yet been plowed, developed, or put to any immediately practical use…time spent there is not work time, yet without that time the mind becomes sterile, dull, domesticated. The fight for free space — for wilderness and public space — must be accompanied by a fight for free time to spend wandering in that space.”

“Perhaps walking is best imagined as an ‘indicator species,’ to use an ecologist’s term. An indicator species signifies the health of an ecosystem, and its endangerment or diminishment can be an early warning sign of systemic trouble. Walking is an indicator species for various kinds of freedom and pleasures: free time, free and alluring space, and unhindered bodies.”

“In a sense the car has become a prosthetic, and though prosthetics are usually for injured or missing limbs, the auto-prosthetic is for a conceptually impaired body or a body impaired by the creation of a world that is no longer human in scale.”

“…the gym is a kind of wildlife preserve for bodily exertion. A preserve protects species whose habitat is vanishing elsewhere, and the gym (and home gym) accommodates the survival of bodies after the abandonment of the original sites of bodily exertion.”

“[In mountaineering, if] we look for private experience rather than public history, even getting to the top becomes an optional narrative rather than the main point, and those who only wander in high places become part of the story.”

“All gardening is landscape painting,’ said Alexander Pope.”

“Suddenly I came out of my thoughts to notice everything around me again-the catkins on the willows, the lapping of the water, the leafy patterns of the shadows across the path. And then myself, walking with the alignment that only comes after miles, the loose diagonal rhythm of arms swinging in synchronization with legs in a body that felt long and stretched out, almost as sinuous as a snake… When you give yourself to places, they give you yourself back; the more one comes to know them, the more one seeds them with the invisible crop of memories and associations that will be waiting for when you come back, while new places offer up new thoughts, new possibilities. Exploring the world is one the best ways of exploring the mind, and walking travels both terrains.”

“A lone peak of high point is a natural focal point in the landscape, something by which both travelers and local orient themselves. In the continuum of landscape, mountains are discontinuity — culminating in high points, natural barriers, unearthly earth.”

“Walking shares with making and working that crucial element of engagement of the body and the mind with the world, of knowing the world through the body and the body through the world.”

“Space–as landscape, terrain, spectacle, experience–has vanished.”

“…the subject of walking is, in some sense, about how we invest universal acts with particular meanings. Like eating or breathing, it can be invested with wildly different cultural meanings, from the erotic to the spiritual, from the revolutionary to the artistic.”

“In great cities, spaces, as well as places, are designed and built: walking, witnessing, being in public, are as much part of the design and purpose as is being inside to eat, sleep, make shoes or love or music. The word citizen has to do with cities, and the ideal city is organized around citizenship — around participation in public life.”

“Thinking is generally thought of as doing nothing in a production-oriented society, and doing nothing is hard to do. It’s best done by disguising it as doing something, and the something closest to doing nothing is walking.”

“The promenade is a special subset of walking.”

“A procession is a participants’ journey, while a parade is a performance with an audience.”

Tom Zimberhoff

When photons bounce off living beings, yanked through a lens by an occult force called “the mind’s eye” to converge at a focal point on a light-sensitive substrate inside a dark box, two parties on either side of this contraption, a camera, are committed to telling a story for one endlessly enduring moment.
That’s portraiture, the still life of a human being. It’s magic.
(A Photographic Memory)

Garry Winogrand

A photog

Quotes

Josef Koudelka

I never stay in one country for more than three months. Why? Because I was interested in seeing and if I stay longer I become blind.

Joel Meyerowitz

I think about photographs as being full, or empty. You picture something in the frame and it’s got lots of accounting going on in it – stones and buildings and trees and air – but that’s not what fills up the frame. You fill up the frame with feelings, energy, discovery and risk, and leave room enough for someone else to get in there.

Annie Leibovit: At Work

I didn’t start off thinking that the pictures would be so dark. That look was almost accidental. The first polaroids we took were badly exposed, and I loved them. As soon as you opened up the correct exposure they weren’t interesting. Whatever the meter reading was in the barn, we went down about two stops. The natural light was supplemented by lights that had been designed for music videos. They produced very flight light. The flattest light I’d ever used. As the light hit the body it would fall away, creating soft shadows and almost translucent shapes. I thought it was gorgeous. Very fleshy and strangely green. But there was very little information in the negative. My assistant begged me to get a brighter exposure. He said we could darken the print down later. I hear this all the time, even in digital work. The technician will say, “You can’t exposit like that. There’s no detail It’s blown-out.” But sometimes I want it to look like that. I don’t want to play it safe. And I lose control of the process if I don’t get what I want when I’m shooting. The nudes didn’t have the translucent quality when the film was exposed properly.  p 140

Jean Clair

A person with a good eye possesses the ability to find the critical point around which the world organized itself.

Marcel Proust

Mystery is not about travelling to new places but about looking with new eyes.

Diane Arbus

A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.

Samuel Beckett

What I am saying does not mean that there will henceforth be no art. It only means that there will be a new form and that this form will be of such a type that it admits the chaos and does not try and say that the chaos is really something else…. To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.

William Faulkner

The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.

Robert Henri

I am interested in art as a means of living a life, not as a means of making a living.

Pablo Picasso

I am always doing that which I cannot do in order that I may learn how to do it.

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.

Yousf Karsh

Look and think before the shutter. The heart and mind are the true lens of the camera.

Robert Rauscheberg

It’s when you’ve found out how to do certain things that it’s time to stop doing them because what’s missing is that you’re not including the risk.

Jay Maisel

The more I shoot the luckier I get.

If you are shooting in colour, the colour which is the form can become the content.

If you find the stage the players will come.

It isn’t a matter of how much ground you cover, it is what you see. If you walk too fast you don’t see.

Walker Evans

Whether he is an artist or not, the photographer is a joyous sensualist, for the simple reason that the eye traffics in feeling, not in thoughts.

Henri Cartier-Bresson

The only joy in photography is geometry. All the rest is sentiment.

The photographer’s task is not to prove anything connected to a human event. We are not progagandist; we are witnesses of the transitory.

Dorothea Lange

A camera teaches you how to see without a camera.

Seeing is more than a physiological phenomenon… We see not only with our eyes but with all we are and all that our culture is. The artist is a professional see-er.

No country has ever closely scrutinized itself visually.

I believe what we call beautiful is generally a by-product.

Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still.

The good photography is not the object, the consequence of the photograph are the objects…

Ernst Hall

We don’t take pictures, we are taken by them.

Claude Monet

No one is an artist unless he carries his picture in his head before painting it, and is sure of his method and composition.

To see we must forget the name of the thing we are looking at.

Antony Barboza

When I do a series I do not change my camera or lens.

You are putting on paper, in print, what you sense and feel in your mind.

Ansel Adams

You don’t make a photograph just with your camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.

There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.

Laszlo Moholy-Nagy

The enemy of photography is the convention, the fixed rules of “how to do”. The salvation of photography comes from the experiment.

A knowledge of photography is just as important as that of the alphabet. The illiterate of the future will be ignorant of the use of camera and pen alike.

The photographer is a manipulator of light; photography is a manipulation of light.

Edward Burtynsky

In my heart, I feel that as artists we can hold a mirror up to society and help reflect upon exactly what we are doing and what type of world we are creating.

We come from the nature and we have to understand what it is, because we are connected to it and we are part of it. (…) And if we destroy nature we destroy ourselves

The bigger question is how does a rogue species called humans –  whose population just blew through the seven billion mark on its way to nine billion members – manage to survive the next century on a planet with finite resources, without destroying its delicate balance in the process.

Henri Cartier Bresson

It is an illusion that photos are made with a camera… they are made with the eye, heart and head.

To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significants of an event.

Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.

The most difficult thing for me is a portrait. You have to try and put your camera between the skin of a person and his shirt.

Robin Williams

You are only given a little spark of madness and if you loose that you are done.

Robert Capa

If your pictures aren’t good enough, you’re not close enough.

If you call yourself an artist, you won’t get anything published. Call yourself a photojournalist, and then you can do whatever you want.

Letter by Ansel Adams

Letter by Ansel Adams 

June 19, 1937

Dear Cedric, 

A strange thing happened to me today. I saw a big thundercloud move down over Half Dome, and it was so big and clear and brilliant that it made me see many things that were drifting around inside of me; things that related to those who are loved and those who are real friends.

For the first time, I know what love is; what friends are; and what art should be.

Love is a seeking for a way of life; the way that cannot be followed alone; the resonance of all spiritual and physical things. Children are not only of flesh and blood — children may be ideas, thoughts, emotions. The person of the one who is loved is a form composed of a myriad mirrors reflecting and illuminating the powers and thoughts and the emotions that are within you, and flashing another kind of light from within. No words or deeds may encompass it.

Friendship is another form of love — more passive perhaps, but full of the transmitting and acceptance of things like thunderclouds and grass and the clean granite of reality.

Art is both love and friendship and understanding; the desire to give. It is not charity, which is the giving of Things, it is more than kindness which is the giving of self. It is both the taking and giving of beauty, the turning out to the light the inner folds of the awareness of the spirit. It is the recreation on another plane of the realities of the world; the tragic and wonderful realities of earth and men, and of all the interrelations of these.

I wish the thundercloud had moved up over Tahoe and let loose on you; I could wish you nothing finer. 

Ansel

Alfred Stieglitz

Photography is not an art. Neither is painting, nor sculpture, literature or music. They are only different media for the individual to express his aesthetic feelings… You do not have to be a painter or a sculptor to be an artist. You may be a shoemaker. You may be creative as such. And, if so, you are a greater artist than the majority of the painters whose work is shown in the art galleries of today.

Rebecca Solnit on Walking.

“[In Pride and Prejudice] solitary walks express the independence that literally takes the heroine out of the social sphere of the houses and their inhabitants, into a larger, lonelier world where she is free to think: walking articulates both physical and mental freedom.”
_ “Walkers are ‘practitioners of the city,’ for the city is made to be walked. A city is a language, a repository of possibilities, and walking is the act of speaking that language, of selecting from those possibilities. Just as language limits what can be said, architecture limits where one can walk, but the walker invents other ways to go.” _
“The magic of the street is the mingling of the errand and the epiphany.”
_ “Walking . . . is how the body measures itself against the earth.” _
“A lone walker is both present and detached, more than an audience but less than a participant. Walking assuages or legitimizes this alienation.”
“Italian cities have long been held up as ideals, not least by New Yorkers and Londoners enthralled by the ways their architecture gives beauty and meaning to everyday acts.”

“A path is a prior interpretation of the best way to traverse a landscape.”

“A labyrinth is a symbolic journey . . . but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and world.”
__
“Language is like a road, it cannot be perceived all at once because it unfolds in time, whether heard or read. This narrative or temporal element has made writing and walking resemble each other.”

“Cities have always offered anonymity, variety, and conjunction, qualities best basked in by walking: one does not have to go into the bakery or the fortune-teller’s, only to know that one might. A city always contains more than any inhabitant can know, and a great city always makes the unknown and the possible spurs to the imagination.”

“Roads are a record of those who have gone before.”

“Many people nowadays live in a series of interiors…disconnected from each other. On foot everything stays connected, for while walking one occupies the spaces between those interiors in the same way one occupies those interiors. One lives in the whole world rather than in interiors built up against it.”

“The new architecture and urban design of segregation could be called Calvinist: they reflect a desire to live in a world of predestination rather than chance, to strip the world of its wide-open possibilities and replace them with freedom of choice in the marketplace.”

“Every walker is a guard on patrol to protect the ineffable.”

“The famous Zen parable about the master for whom, before his studies, mountains were only mountains, but during his studies mountains were no longer mountains, and afterward mountains were again mountains could be interpreted as an allegory about the perpetual paradox that when one is closest to a destination one is also the farthest.”

“Musing takes place in a kind of meadowlands of the imagination, a part of the imagination that has not yet been plowed, developed, or put to any immediately practical use…time spent there is not work time, yet without that time the mind becomes sterile, dull, domesticated. The fight for free space — for wilderness and public space — must be accompanied by a fight for free time to spend wandering in that space.”

“Perhaps walking is best imagined as an ‘indicator species,’ to use an ecologist’s term. An indicator species signifies the health of an ecosystem, and its endangerment or diminishment can be an early warning sign of systemic trouble. Walking is an indicator species for various kinds of freedom and pleasures: free time, free and alluring space, and unhindered bodies.”

“In a sense the car has become a prosthetic, and though prosthetics are usually for injured or missing limbs, the auto-prosthetic is for a conceptually impaired body or a body impaired by the creation of a world that is no longer human in scale.”

“…the gym is a kind of wildlife preserve for bodily exertion. A preserve protects species whose habitat is vanishing elsewhere, and the gym (and home gym) accommodates the survival of bodies after the abandonment of the original sites of bodily exertion.”

“[In mountaineering, if] we look for private experience rather than public history, even getting to the top becomes an optional narrative rather than the main point, and those who only wander in high places become part of the story.”

“All gardening is landscape painting,’ said Alexander Pope.”

“Suddenly I came out of my thoughts to notice everything around me again-the catkins on the willows, the lapping of the water, the leafy patterns of the shadows across the path. And then myself, walking with the alignment that only comes after miles, the loose diagonal rhythm of arms swinging in synchronization with legs in a body that felt long and stretched out, almost as sinuous as a snake… When you give yourself to places, they give you yourself back; the more one comes to know them, the more one seeds them with the invisible crop of memories and associations that will be waiting for when you come back, while new places offer up new thoughts, new possibilities. Exploring the world is one the best ways of exploring the mind, and walking travels both terrains.”

“A lone peak of high point is a natural focal point in the landscape, something by which both travelers and local orient themselves. In the continuum of landscape, mountains are discontinuity — culminating in high points, natural barriers, unearthly earth.”

“Walking shares with making and working that crucial element of engagement of the body and the mind with the world, of knowing the world through the body and the body through the world.”

“Space–as landscape, terrain, spectacle, experience–has vanished.”

“…the subject of walking is, in some sense, about how we invest universal acts with particular meanings. Like eating or breathing, it can be invested with wildly different cultural meanings, from the erotic to the spiritual, from the revolutionary to the artistic.”

“In great cities, spaces, as well as places, are designed and built: walking, witnessing, being in public, are as much part of the design and purpose as is being inside to eat, sleep, make shoes or love or music. The word citizen has to do with cities, and the ideal city is organized around citizenship — around participation in public life.”

“Thinking is generally thought of as doing nothing in a production-oriented society, and doing nothing is hard to do. It’s best done by disguising it as doing something, and the something closest to doing nothing is walking.”

“The promenade is a special subset of walking.”

“A procession is a participants’ journey, while a parade is a performance with an audience.”

Tom Zimberhoff

When photons bounce off living beings, yanked through a lens by an occult force called “the mind’s eye” to converge at a focal point on a light-sensitive substrate inside a dark box, two parties on either side of this contraption, a camera, are committed to telling a story for one endlessly enduring moment.
That’s portraiture, the still life of a human being. It’s magic.
(A Photographic Memory)

Garry Winogrand

A photograph is the illusion of a literal description of how the camera ‘saw’ a piece of time and space.

Photography is not about the thing photographed. It is about how that thing looks photographed.

Photography Quotes